The few people from Night Cherry Tangle hovering in midair were all stunned by what they saw.
"Have these guys gone mad?" Dawn stared wide-eyed at the mortals below who were willing to risk their lives just to get a share of the damage.
"The light on their bodies..." Evergreen keenly noticed something strange. "That's the power of the World Origin. Someone altered the underlying laws, allowing their attacks to ignore Gluttony's Devouring Law."
Mirror watched those players thoughtfully. "The guild master's doing."
Night Cherry Tangle said nothing, but the pressure in his eyes had clearly eased considerably.
That was because he had noticed that, as the players launched their frenzied attacks, the nearly impenetrable gravitational field around Glato had actually begun to show signs of disorder.
When there were enough ants, they really could kill an elephant—especially when those ants also dealt armor-piercing true damage.
Glato was evidently irritated by this swarm of annoying mosquitoes.
It stopped suppressing the four gods, and its enormous body suddenly shuddered.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Thousands upon thousands of dark-purple chunks of flesh peeled off its body and fell to the ground. They rapidly twisted and transformed into Lesser Derivative Demons, each as large as an elephant.
"Roar!"
The Lesser Demons opened their cavernous mouths and launched a countercharge at the players' ranks.
"The mobs are here! Melee, hold the line! Free experience is coming right to us!"
The players not only failed to retreat, but instead erupted into even more fanatical cheers.
The shield warriors and berserkers in the front line charged forward without hesitation, instantly becoming locked in a bloody struggle with the Lesser Demons.
The battlefield had completely turned into a boiling pot of chaos.
Night Cherry Tangle watched the chaotic battlefield below, and a sharp glint flashed through his eyes.